This one was a book club pick, chosen by my friend’s mom who found several copies of it at the dollar store. Yep. Well, turns out, this book was a good choice for me, because I was able to read it and pretend that these people were my relatives (or at least *like* my relatives). Treating it as a personal journey was interesting and much more enriching than if I had just tried to slog my way through it. Overall, I enjoyed the story, and the surprising similarities between this family and my own ancestry were fascinating. I do think that the story had some issues with pacing and consistency, mostly because the two sisters wrote differently and didn’t go back and try to make the story completely cohesive. I can respect that, but some of the issues still bothered me (like Jesse sometimes being spelled Jessie, or Betty being called like 8 different names throughout the book). In the end, I was the only one in my book club to finish the book, and I was glad I did.[Reviews and more at Another Novel Read.]